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Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup hahahaha

Chorus:
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath

Chorus: ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
'em bleed to death
Ya played with the ya now ya takin' yo last breath

Chorus: boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last


I got to get my dash on my window is startin' to rumble
I look back I see nigga's I'm out numbered
Try'na take my off, but I was kind of lucky
These slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my monte carlo away got an forty-five
>from my nigga, who live around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger on the
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the when it's time to kill
Man I handle my strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' at yo ass
Now it's time to make a third ward
But first hear me out motherfuckers and yo word's
You makin' me sick with all hoe shit you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
Motherfuckin' hang and spit on you nigga's
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name
I'm the capital y-a the three u.n.l.v.
You on me, now I got to serve ya "g"
I can ya, look in my eyes guaranteed you won't
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't with the fake kind
is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo mind

{yella
in the power brand new eddie bauer
Off up into this day, I know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my hommie the old school
Another good guy gone bad in the game, that ain't cool
We used to play ball, up in the park when we was small
He saw me hustlin' on the set, he told me to him a call
I hit him all alone eight we supposed to meet
Claim he had dope, cliental in the fuckin'
He said for three g's he me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I know how I felt
We by the old dump, 'cause them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I I dropped my glock
When I got there, he was to make the switch
Raise out my car, I hear noise from the fuckin' ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth like a
I jetted off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be


Fool I grew here, not flew here and bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you yo self
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
Sixteen up in ass, one more when ya hit the door
How many you know, somebody rappin' up in luger
I haven't seen a nigga this cry before
You to run when ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like g, y'all can't stop a killer
A dealer, a bitch stealer cap pillar
I'm known for bein' realer then a
Twenty dollar bill with skills to make a
Don't slip up, don't up 'cause i'ma have to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom, it's the sound that you dead
With a in yo motherfuckin' head
I'm comin' hard out the motherfuckin' and yes
I'm poppin' motherfuckers up constantly and
Motherfuckers know they handle me
nigga's bein' labeled as a third ward "g"
Leave a nigga in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
Go to yo and fuck yo bitch and have yo family
With them tear's in they how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

boy}
Slicky grease I'm back, with my nigga's and gat's 'cause
You tried to take my life, just to make yo meal's stack
Seven guy's told me, yo first mind leads you wrong
to face motherfucker, now you know it's on
The first time, I went out a fuckin' soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm back just I told'cha
Yo eye's buck, as you was on a pay phone
You tried to reach, it's to late buckshot's in yo
Yo froze in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to till he empty the glock
I'm not the one, we fuck up and outie see
'cause we violatin' out of our
But when we come, we gonna and get the job done
Fuck all that figurin' and frontin' and twerk up if ya some
We 'em bleedin', start to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so bring it on 'cause on the list
The of you worker's stand down with that funny shit

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